Monday, May 05, 2008

Some chores are better than others.

Every spring and summer, my gardening work in the yard requires dozens of bags of mulch. PDM never minds going to get mulch for me. In fact, a lot of the time he will drop everything and go get it right after I tell him I need more. I'd like to think it is because (a) he really loves me, and (b) he is proud of my landscaping efforts. But I know the answer is mostly (c) Home Depot is across the street from the pub.

Omigod, LL's comment reminded me of the visit to my cousin in CA. She's a nun...has been one for about 40 years...she declared her brother p-whipped, but actually said the p-word. We laughed so hard. You just don't expect to hear things like that from a nun!